MOTORCYCLE CLUB: Rebel Riders (Billionaire MC Romance) (Biker With A Cause Book 1)

by Alexandra Stone

  I followed the staff member who took my bags to my upstairs bedroom. As I walked I thought about what a contrast this life was to my one back in my hometown. I regretted not moving in with my father when he asked but I couldn’t leave my mother alone. Now, I wish I had left, but I didn’t know I would be forced to marry a man I did not love. I had only been on the ranch for a few minutes and was already treated with such love and warmth that it made me sad that this was not my life. I forced myself to push those thoughts out of my mind and walked into my room.

  The room was gorgeous with plush blue and white striped furnishings and some rustic charm that reminded me I was indeed on a ranch. I looked out the window at the stables and corrals in the distance near the barn and stables. There were riders on horses and men working on fences. It was like something out of an old western movie. I locked the bedroom door and walked into the adjoining bathroom suite. There was a large claw foot tub that just begged to be used. I immediately started running the hot water and got ready for a good soak. While the tub filled I smelled the variety of oils and bath ointments on the counter and picked a peppermint and lavender combination and poured it into the tub. I walked back into the bedroom and saw a silver tray with a glass dome over it. Under the glass was a welcoming trey of food which including breads, fruit, cheeses, and sparkling water. I was hungry and began to sample the foods. Then I picked it up and placed it tub side where I could snack from my soak. In no time the bath was ready. I undressed and dipped my travel-tired body into the water. It was immediate relief. I rested and ate strawberries. A half hour later I emerged from my room feeling refreshed and clean. I descended the massive stairs and searched the house for my father and stepmother. The place was a maze and I finally had to ask a passing staff member where I could find them. They led me to the outside patio where they were about to eat a delicious lunch.

  “Lisa! How do you feel?” she asked.

  “Better, thank you.”

  I sat down and was immediately served steak and eggs with flour tortillas and avocado. It was the best gourmet steak and eggs I had ever had.

  After lunch they walked me around the massive house to show me around.

  There were tennis courts, a swimming pool, and an indoor gym. There was a massive library and den as well as a billiard room. Basically, it was like a resort. It was exactly what I thought a millionaire lifestyle would be like.

  “So shall we go riding?” my father asked.

  “Okay,” I said with uncertainty. “I’ll just throw some jeans on.”

  I went back up to my room and changed out of my dress into jeans and a tank top. I liked fitted clothes. Most big women wore loose clothes to hide their shape; I however thought fitted clothes looked better than baggy clothes. I made my way outside and we walked to the stables.

  Soon I was trying to keep my balance on a skittish horse as we rode across the ranch and through the trails of the wooded areas. Then out of nowhere the horse bolted!

  I screamed as I hung onto the reins tighter and tighter. I heard a voice in the distance yell, “Pull on the reins!”

  But I couldn’t. I was too scared. Soon there was a horse galloping beside me. A hand reached out and grabbed the reins and brought my horse to a stop.

  “Whoa! Whoa!” he yelled.

  I was in a panic and frantic state as I yelled out.

  I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and lift me off the horse like I was as light at as a feather. I didn’t know what was going on. Then the horse I was on bolted again. However I was now sitting safely on another horse with strong arms wrapped around me. I looked up at my rescuer into dark brown eyes, brown long curly hair, and a dark shadow of a beard. He was gorgeous. I felt lust at first sight. I didn’t realize that I was holding my breath or exactly how frightened I was because soon everything went black. I fainted.

  Then I was lying in my bed naked in my room. I still felt the strong arms around my waist pulling me close to him. I sighed and moaned as his hold went from my waist and his hands ran over my curves. His hand moved down over my thick thighs and I gasped at his bold touch. He was a stranger. He was a stranger that rescued me, but he was still a stranger. I reached up and ran my fingers through his curls. He moved my hand from his curls to his lips as he kissed it delicately. Then I felt his cock enter me. I arched up to let my hips meet against him and let him go deeper and deeper. Then he was pounding me harder and harder; I was on the brink of orgasm then…

  I woke up.

  I sat up. I was indeed in my bed but I was fully clothed. My stepmother sat in the corner of the room and came over to me. “Oh Lisa, you gave us quite the scare. How are you feeling? You fainted?” she said.

  I was still reeling and flushed from the sex dream I was having with the mysterious stranger that rescued me.

  “Yes, I’m okay.”

  “We’re so sorry Lindsey bolted like that. She is usually not skittish,” she said.

  “Lindsey?”

  “That’s the horse you were on. I’m so happy Casey was riding by just in time to ride after you. His stallion is very fast, he’s used to fast always on that motorcycle of his. You would probably be half way to Mexico by now if he had not caught up with that horse,” she said.

  She handed me a glass of water. “Here, I’ll let your father know you are okay. Dinner will be in an hour. Push the intercom on the wall if you feel dizzy or need assistance okay?” she said on her way out the door.

  “Yes, thank you.”

  I was very confused by what had happened. However, one thing did stick out in my mind. She said the man that saved me was named Casey. The attractive strong man that rescued me had a name. Now he was becoming less and less of a stranger. I assumed he that worked on the ranch and I could not wait to see him again.

  An hour later I was dressed for dinner and made my way to the massive dining room. As soon as I walked in, I saw him, the gorgeous, Casey. He was standing near the table ready to sit for dinner.

  “Lisa, are you better? Please sit, dinner is about to be served,” my father said.

  “Yes, I am thank you.”

  “I’m glad you are better,” Casey said in a low lusty voice that garnered a response from my body that I was not expecting.

  A flash came before me of him ravaging me in my dream. I felt myself blush.

  “Thank you. Thank you for rescuing me, from the run away horse,” I said.

  His eyes flashed at me with a look that confused and aroused me. Was this man into me like I was into him? I could only hope.

  “You’re welcome Lisa.”

  “Well I’m so glad you were there to ride after her like that. Thank you for saving my daughter Casey,” my father said. “Casey works here on the ranch and we invited him to join us for dinner as a thank you for rescuing you.”

  CHAPTER TWO

  “It was nothing really,” Casey said.

  “I wouldn’t call that nothing. It really was an amazing rescue. Oh here is the first course. Lisa have a margarita. It will calm your nerves after that incident,” she said.

  The first course of tortilla chicken soup was served with lime garnishes and margaritas, very strong margaritas. I couldn’t get over the fact that the hot motorcycle bad boy that was driving me mad with lust was sitting across from me. It was too much. Casey kept giving me looks from across the table. They were very sexual looks, and I think my father and stepmother were too drunk to notice it.

  This was dangerous, I thought to myself. He was proving to be irresistible, and that could be a problem for my marriage, the entire family, and me.

  After dinner we moved from the dining room to the billiard and card room. My father played old Johnny Cash and June Carter records loudly as he always did while he and my stepmother played cards. I sat near the fireplace. That’s when it happened. Casey unleashed the lusty monster inside of him.

  “Lisa,” he whispered to me.

  “Yes?” I said looking to see if my stepmother and father were occupied, they were.r />
  “I have to tell you. When I saw you bouncing up and down on that horse. It really got to me. The way your body jiggles like that. I’ve never seen anything like that.”

  I gasped, “Casey, you shouldn’t talk like that.”

  He smirked a sly sexy smile and said, “I always do what I shouldn’t. It always gets me into trouble…good, dirty, trouble,” he said with a wink.

  “I’m married,” I whispered.

  “And yet that’s not stopping me from thinking about your tits bouncing up and down while you rode wildly on that horse. Will you ride me like that? If I come to you tonight?”

  I was shocked and turned on by everything he was saying. I couldn’t believe this was happening. My mouth fell open once more. He must have seen this as an answer because he simply said, “Great. I’ll come in an hour.”

  He stood up and poured himself a glass of whiskey. Then he walked to the card table where my mother and my father sat and loudly declared, “I’m headed off to bed. Good night.”

  “Good night Casey,” they said.

  Then he turned to me and said, “It was nice to meet you Lisa,” then he winked at me and walked out.

  My head was spinning. I didn’t know if it was the margaritas or the fact that I could not stop thinking about Casey’s strong arms and tight abs. He was a perfect specimen of man and I was so turned on with desire that I knew I was in danger of letting him do whatever he wanted to me.

  Fifteen minutes later I excused myself to bed. They understood as I had quite the day. First I had traveled for a long time on the train and then I had the horse riding rescue incident.

  I made it up to my room and closed the door behind me. I was not expecting what happened next. The bathroom door opened and Casey stood there completely naked in front of me. I sighed as I looked at him. He was perfect. His hard six pack abs and tight strong chest were hot. A bit of soft dark curls were on his chest and stomach down to his cock. He was hard and his cock was thick and long. I wanted to take it in my mouth. His long dark curly hair was loose just above his shoulders. He looked at me with his dark eyes and smoldering look. I could barely contain myself. He walked slowly toward me and said, “Take off your clothes. Now.”

  “But Casey, I’m a married woman,” I said.

  “I know and I don’t care.”

  “We can’t do this. If we got caught, it would devastate my father.”

  “We’re not going to get caught,” he said as he locked my bedroom door. He moved inches away from me. I could feel his breath as he breathed down on me from his tall height. He pushed his fingers into my blonde hair and pulled my head back and covered my mouth with his. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me. This was it. I was giving in to my desire and to his. I could not stop.

  “I said take it off, didn’t I?” he said.

  He moved away from me and leaned against the wall casually with that arrogant smirk on his face.

  I pulled my clothes off. Then my bra and panties and stood there naked. I was usually self-conscious of my full figure, but he seemed to enjoy it. I think my body type turned him on because he groaned at the sight of me.

  He picked me up and threw me on the bed. He moved over me and kissed my ankles. Then he trailed kisses up my legs to my thighs. He parted my legs with his hands and plunged his face into my pussy. “I want to taste you Lisa,” he moaned. His tongue moved up and down and pushed against my clitoris in a whirling motion. I tried not to yell and be quiet, but it was really hard. I had never been touched like this before, definitely not by my husband. This was a new awakening for me and Casey was a gorgeous man. It only made this encounter hotter than any other. It turned me on.

  “I can’t take it anymore. I need to put my cock inside you Lisa. I need to fuck you hard. I need to fuck you so that you forget you’re married. Tonight you are mine and only mine,” he said as he placed his cock inside of me and shoved himself deep. I opened my legs wider to let him in. I relished his words. I did want to pretend that I wasn’t married and that I belonged to Casey. In this moment I did. He moved back and forth and in and out. He slid easily in and out because I was dripping wet with lust. It felt so good. I pushed my fingers in his long dark curly hair and locked eyes with him. He had this look to him that was dark, mysterious, and rugged. He was a brave motorcycle bad boy. He was the kind of man that raced after a galloping horse putting himself at risk to rescue a damsel in distress. He was a real man. I tensed up and released into orgasm as I thought about his bravery. It’s what did it for me. His rescuing me was the sexiest thing I have ever experienced with a man. It was hot and brave. Casey smiled, as he knew that I was cumming. Then he pulled out of me and flipped me over on my stomach. He spanked my ass and then groaned as it jiggled in response. He climbed on top of me and fucked me from behind. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me up onto all fours. He used his hands to control the movement slamming my hips against him as he pounded me. Then he tensed up and released himself inside of me. I felt the warmth flow through me. This was bliss.

  The next day I was in a terrific mood. I had never been fucked like that before, especially not by my husband. I felt more desirable and feminine than I ever had in my life. It was a blissful feeling. It was soon to go away however.

  I walked through the massive house when I heard, “Ms. Lisa, there is a phone call for you. Would you like to take it in the library,” the servant said to me.

  “Oh, yes sure. Thank you,” I said as I followed him into the library.

  It was my husband on the other end. He asked me a few simple questions about how I liked it here. Once I told him I loved it. He became angry and jealous. I was due to stay for a whole week and I said I was going to extend my stay. He was very against this and flat out said that I could not. In fact he wanted me on the next train as soon as possible. I sighed a heavy sigh and told him that I would. I hung up the phone feeling heavy hearted. Then I decided, fuck him. I’m a grown woman and I can do what I want. I think this was a bit of Casey’s ideals rubbing off on me. I would stay as long as I wanted. I could let my husband believe that I was on the next train out. I didn’t care.

  I walked outside into the fresh country air feeling freer than I had in a long time. Then Casey caught my attention. I heard the loud rumble of a motorcycle. He was riding straight for me very fast. My eyes widened. I moved aside and new that at that speed he would definitely crash into the wall of the house. Then he recklessly hit the brakes and slid sideways burning rubber as he slid along.

  “Casey!” I yelled in fright. Then he stopped perfectly and stood the bike back up. He had a big grin on his face. It was unbelievable! He was very reckless! He jumped off his bike and walked toward me with a cocky stroll that drove me wild. I could not take my eyes off of him the whole time as he approached. He had that sly cocky smirk on his lips and it irritated and turned me on at the same time. “Lisa, want to go for a ride?”

  CHAPTER THREE

  “Not if you’re going to ride like that!” I yelled at him. “No of course not, I’ll go slow and we’ll go on the trails here in the woods. I won’t even go on the highway or roads,” he said cocking his head to the side pleading with me with his dark eyes. “Okay,” I said giving in because I wanted to sit near him.

  I sat in front of him and he held onto me tightly. He went straight for the woods slowly on the motorcycle just as he had promised.

  “Did you enjoy yourself last night? Or I should say did you enjoy me?” he asked.

  “Yes, I did. I think you are rubbing off on me. My husband just called me. He wants me to come home right away. I told him I would, but I’m not going too. He can wait,” I said laughing.

  “Look at you doing what you want. I think I am rubbing off on you,” Casey said.

  He rode deeper and deeper into the thick brushy woods of mesquite trees and pecan trees. Once we were all alone he plunged his hand into my pants. His long fingers reached in and nestled in the slit of pussy and moved up and down. I moaned as his fingers
and the slow steady movement of vibrations of the motorcylce filled me with delight.

  “You’re so wet already dear Lisa,” he said.

  “I know. It’s being this close to you,” I said.

  He moved his fingers skillfully and pushed against my clitoris. I was on the brink of an explosive orgasm when suddenly we heard the clomping of a horse’s hooves. Casey pulled his hand out of my pants quickly. We looked around, as the sound got closer. Finally my father came into view.

  “Oh there you are. Come back to the house we’re having an impromptu barbeque at the pool. I could use your help Casey.”

  “Yes sir, right away,” Casey said.

  Then we rode back to the house. I was disappointed that I was not able to orgasm. I was so close. I was dripping wet in my jeans and I wanted Casey to fuck me now more than ever.

  We arrived at the house and a few people from the neighboring ranches had arrived. I went upstairs to put on my swimsuit. I stared at myself in the mirror. I didn’t exactly have a swimsuit perfect body, but I made it work. I wore a vintage style swimsuit with a long tropical skirt wrap. However, I knew that Casey found my body sexy and that was all that really mattered at the moment.

  I walked out to the pool and the barbeque was in full swing. Everyone was talking about Casey’s daring rescue of the run away horse and me.

  All I wanted to do was be with Casey or at least be close to him. I looked around the party looking for him but I did not see him. That was until I saw a man emerge from the pool. It was Casey. He was shirtless in tight trunks and he was dripping wet. His dark long hair was wet and stuck against his face. It felt like the entire party stopped to look at him and his perfect form. It was a sight to behold. He grabbed a towel and began to dry himself off. Watching him rub a towel all over him was also very attractive. I didn’t know how I would get through the day. He walked over to me slowly and leaned in close and said, “Are you hungry?”

  I gasped at his words. I looked around to see if anyone else heard. Then he continued, “Let’s get some barbeque. That’s what I meant by hungry.”